Comfort Woman1 min 6.7K 1 min 6.7K
She carries the sins of a thousand men
In between her legs,
Men dressed in uniforms
And fighting for their country.
She cries on behalf of a thousand men
For their separation from
Their lovers and wives,
Men who left the comfort of their home
And find comfort in her.
She forgives all those brave men
Who shed their blood in wars.
She, a defused time bomb
Cleansing the lust of a country
Defeated as a retribution
To the sins it committed.